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Ray Anthony Concert/The Anthony Choir (Ray Anthony) · Ray Anthony Concert/The Anthony Choir (Ray Anthony) · The Incredible Anthony Adverse: The Best of Anthony Adverse (Anthony Adverse) · The Pleasure to Remain So Heartless [Fueled by Ramen] (Kane Hodder) · Heartless (Justin Nozuka) · Heartless (Dia Frampton) · Hellbound and Heartless (Vampires Everywhere!) · The Heartless Control Everything (Chiodos) · Heartless (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Heartless (Kanye West) – and 62 other albums »


a hyena
Taking a chance wouldn't last if you ask Mr. Martyr

If you're sicker than sickle-cells then follow me in hell I'm possessed by the devil
Brand
featuring Mo B. Dick  Mr. Serv On 



[Mr. Serv On] 

what's happenin new? 

[New 9] 

What's happenin Serv? 

[Mr. Serv On] 

What you
play the heartless one.

CHORUS


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she'd pass for 17
Too pretty to be working such a lousy job
Beauty queen smile, hair cut in a bob

Sidney Wells' rig came weaving down the road
Where you never know, if you'll be makin it home today
So many different attitudes, that I come across
I'm hard to console tonight, feeling nobody's lost
nigga we did we went and we got
We did it alone by ourselves
Little help from E eternal we will him will neva forget him
Know now for wealth
Stood our
[B-Real]
I wake up every morning, kiss my wife goodbye
Hug my kids, tell 'em I love 'em, I'm out, hit the ride
I'm out on patrol, in my squad car,
Where you never know, if you'll be makin it home today
So many different attitudes, that I come across
I'm hard to console tonight, feeling nobody's
Regardless, I'll be here bringin' it heartless

Ruthless, to the death I'll stand for the truth yes

My God given talent is all that I can do best

Keep
Trap money good but the wrath only pilin'

He say he paid the cost
To be the boss
He want that new Bent
Top off
He say he burn the block hot
a double, now SCREAM

[Chorus: x2]

So there you have it, A-B-C, D-P-G-C
X to the motherfuckin Z
Mr. Xuberant, Xtravagant, Xtrordinary, Xciting,
Yeah, ladies and gentleman
Broadcasting live to you and yours
It's Mr. X to the Z, Xzibit
Yeah, bouncing, come on

The first day of the rest
on me
You little bitches shoulda pulled the fuckin' trigga
Now you live in fear of a heartless-ass nigga
Mr. Troublesome; niggas tried to play me with
pulled the fuckin' trigga
Now you live in fear of a heartless-ass nigga
Mr. Troublesome, niggas tried to play me with the gat
But like Terminator nigga,
your lights on, fight long
Tonights gonna be a f***in' fight
So we might roll
My own homies say I'm heartless
But I'm a 'G' to this 'til the day I'm
gonna be a fucking fight, so we might roll
My own homies say I'm heartless
But I'm a G to this til the day I'm gone, that's regardless
Ride by, niggas
gonna be a fucking fight, so we might roll
My own homies say I'm heartless
But I'm a G to this, until the day I'm gone, that's regardless
Ride by
your lights on, fight long
Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight
So we might roll
My own homies say I'm heartless
But I'm a 'G' to this 'til the day I'm
Yeah, ladies and gentleman
Broadcasting live to you and yours
It's Mr. X to the Z, Xzibit
Yeah, bouncing, come on

The first day of the rest of my
gonna be a fucking fight, so we might roll
My own homies say I'm heartless
But I'm a G to this, until the day I'm gone, that's regardless
Ride by
Uh, dear Mr. President
Whats happenin'?
I'm writin' you because, shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right
Uh dear Mr. President what's happenin'? I'm writin' you because
Shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right
heartless
Usin' one-time as targets, I warned you not to start this
'Cause he's down with some down-ass niggas from around the way
It be that way, they got
nigga we did we went and we got
We did it alone by ourselves
Little help from E eternal we will him will neva forget him
Know now for wealth
Stood our
see-muthafuckin' Murder, 
Q.B., Gotti, and Mr. Magic 
When we hit 'em we hit 'em hard you heard me

Chorus [Fiend] 2X
Don't cry now
Nigga, don't wine now